At those words, Chen Jue's gaze sharpened. His piercing eyes swept toward the knight clad in silver armor, and a disdainful sneer curled his lips.
"Go with you? Hmph, what a joke!"
"Since when did I, Chen Jue, become a pawn for others to move around?"
"If I followed you just because you said so, wouldn't that make me a soft persimmon you could squeeze however you liked?"
He acted this way because he was preparing to test the divine weapon he had obtained earlier-the Dragon-Slaying Blade.
Though this divine weapon could only unleash its true power against dragons.
Even without unleashing its greatest power, it was still a divine weapon, not something a mere Soul Douluo like the one before him could challenge.
Seeing this, the Silver-Armored Knight's lips curled into a sinister smile, and his gaze locked firmly onto Chen Jue.
"Don't think winning one match gives you the right to act so arrogant!"
"Even if you were a dragon, you'd have to coil up obediently before me."
At these words, someone nearby suddenly offered a well-meaning warning.
"Brother, don't argue with him. Just go with him!"
"He's the silver-armored commander of the Ironclad Knights Corps, with the strength of a top-tier Soul Douluo!"
"And the most terrifying thing is that he can use Soul Skills, and his Soul Power isn't restricted here!"
Hearing this, the Silver-Armored Knight gave an amused smile. His hearty laughter echoed through the air.
"Looks like someone knows which way the wind blows!"
He turned his gaze, the mockery in his eyes deepening as he fixed them on Chen Jue like a hawk sighting its prey.
"So you'd better come with me. Otherwise, I'll beat you up and drag you there tied up!"
Chen Jue's expression remained unchanged, without the slightest trace of